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Poem from "kaybeetravels.blogspot.com"

The question "Where have I come from? "rises up and haunts me;lingering, it floats like a flowerin the backwaters of my mind.

From Somewhere deeper than I know,in the place where I am held to the divine breast,the voice of God echoes in reply":"You, my beloved little one,were hidden in my heartbefore your sun burned bright.

You were the dream of my delightbefore the earth was bornof the dust of long-dead stars

Before I shaped a single star,I nursed you for endless ages,feeding you with the essence of my life.

"In my great lap I played with your infinite childlike formand gazed with love upon your original face,the mirror form of my own image.I laughed with delight at the marvel of your being,the flesh of my flesh and bone of my bone.

"And you laughed with glee as I winked,as the four winds sprang to lifeand suns like dandelionslit up the dark lawn of space.

"Where did you come from? o my child,you in whom live all my hopes and loves,you came from me" (edward hays)